Dialogue: Zane Deepcrusher on the Beach

The beach at Seaside Haven is settling into a quiet evening, the last hints of sunlight fading into a warm glow over the sand. Zane Deepcrusher, the towering 7’9” sharkman, is sprawled out on the shore, his gray and white body glistening with seawater. His 4.5-foot belly is bloated to about 5.5 feet after a hefty mackerel feast earlier, its medium-soft surface sinking slightly into the sand. Jake, a local beachgoer, strolls over to chat with the resting titan.

Jake: laughing Yo, Zane! Didn’t think I’d find you parked on the sand like this. That belly’s looking massive tonight—what’s going on?

Zane: grins smugly, propping himself up on his 32-inch biceps, then pats his belly with a slight grimace Haha, yeah, Jake, I might’ve overdone it with the mackerel earlier—ate like a beast! This thing’s bloated up to 5.5 feet now. Normally it’s just 4.5, but when I stuff myself, it gets all puffed up. Feels bulky as hell, though—swimming with it like this is no picnic, drags me down a bit. On the sand? It’s my throne for now! his belly jiggles slightly

Jake: grins Man, it’s sinking right into the sand! Does that big belly ever mess with your reef guarding?

Zane: leans back, flexing his 36-inch pecs with a smirk Oh, it can, for sure. When it’s bloated like this, it’s not comfy to swim with—too much bulk slowing me down till it settles. Usually, I can puff it up to over 5 feet when I wanna flex or need extra buoyancy. The muscles underneath—check ‘em if I tense up—keep me strong, and this belly stores energy for those quick sprints. Right now, though, I’m just chilling, letting it rest after a long day patrolling those caves. winks

Jake: sitting nearby So, what’s it like being the reef guardian with all that muscle and that belly? You must intimidate the heck out of troublemakers!

Zane: nods, his 44-inch thighs tensing as he shifts You bet, Jake! My 620 pounds and this grin scare off most predators before they blink. The belly’s a boss normally—keeps me floating easy in the deep and fuels my speed bursts. But when it’s bloated like this, it’s more of a beach ornament, haha! I swim the reefs, move coral blocks, keep the ecosystem solid. My muscles do the heavy lifting—biceps like these can smash a boulder. I’m the ocean’s elemental, man, and this sand nap’s just a breather before I rule the waves again!

Jake: chuckling Fair enough! You ever get tired of that belly stealing the show?

Zane: laughs, settling back into the sand Nah, Jake, it’s part of my charm! I’ll show off the abs underneath if I flex hard, but this bloated beast is what makes me me. Catch me later when it’s back to normal—I’ll be tearing up the sea. For now, I’m just soaking up the vibes! tail flicks lazily